Rubber Band

“We are all like rubber bands; Everyone is flexible, but there comes a point where we can no longer snap back into place, and we break.” That’s exactly what happened. I stretched myself too far and couldn’t recover. I no longer had the flexibility, the elasticity of a rubber band. I was no longer myself. I was no longer anyone. I simply did not exist anymore. I had snapped.
**Don't even think about taking my story**
H.S

15. Chapter 13

My mind raced as Harry sped off to the hospital. He dropped me off at the front entrance while he went to park the car. I ran in to the reception desk and asked where Shane was. She merely pointed me down a long wide hallway, said ‘emergency’, and went back to looking at her phone. I took off in the direction she said and followed the signs on the walls that told me which way the emergency wing was. I pounded down the white walled and tiled hallways until I screeched to a halt in front of two big and heavy double doors. This was where I waited. Surely a doctor would come out soon to tell me what happened. But I kept waiting. And waiting. And waiting. Was there nobody in the hospital to tell me what was happening?

Approaching footsteps told me that Harry had finally found me. There were more though. I turned around to see all my family and the boys following behind him. The girls ran to me and I caught them in a quick hug before turning to Liam and asking what happened.

“I-I don’t know. Honestly, everything was fine and then he just collapsed. Niall called 911 and Louis tried CPR, but we don’t know what happened.”

I turned back to the double doors and began to pace again. Harry came up to me and grabbed my arm, gently pulling me into his chest. I tried to take a few breathes but I couldn’t. Zayn spoke up and told the group he was going to go get something to drink. Luckily for me the others volunteered to go with him. Now it was just Harry and I. We were alone in the emergency wing; still waiting. We sat down on one of the benches; still waiting. Harry held my hand; still waiting. Harry held my body; still waiting. After what seemed like hours but was really only twenty minutes, the doctor emerged from the double doors.

“Hello, I’m Dr. Nelson, you must be Melissa.” I stood up and shook her hand. It was firm, which meant she meant business.

“Regarding your brother, Shane, he is doing fine right now. We would like to do some tests to find out what made him collapse. We need to check if his brain and nervous system are working correctly. After that we can narrow it down, but I’ll need a parent to sign the papers for him.” She explained.

“I’m in charge” I spoke, “Our parents passed away so I’m all he has.”

Dr. Nelson handed me the papers and I quickly signed my brother’s life away. Then she retreated, saying that the tests would start momentarily and that we were welcomed to wait in the waiting room down the hall. Harry led the way as I kept glancing back at the double doors she had just disappeared through.

We sat down in the waiting room and were soon joined by the others. Immediately Jeff asked what happened. I could tell that he was terrified. I grabbed him and pulled him onto my lap.

“Shane is fine right now, they are just going to do some tests to see what happened. In the meantime, you all should go back home and rest.”

Within the next hour the boys drove the others back home to get ready for bed. I promised that I would call as soon as the doctor told us what happened.

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It was around two in the morning when I was jolted awake by the nurse.

“Ma’am, the doctor would like to see you, we are all done with the tests.” I nudged Harry awake, grabbed my clutch and followed the nurse. Harry followed sleepily behind. We entered a small room where Shane was asleep on a hospital bed. I went over to him and held his cold hand, careful not to stir him. The doctor soon came in and sat down in the chair opposite mine and Harry’s.

“We ran all different kinds of tests, and found something.” She looked at Shane, and then to me. “I’m so sorry” she began. I didn’t hear the rest. I couldn’t hear anything but the sound of my thudding heart.